The Story Of Sigurd And Fafnir

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"You perverted old man! Can't you honor mother's passing for once?!" She cried angrily. "Actively flirting with an outside like that… J-Just what is wrong with you, idiot?!"

"M-My daughter, I can explain! I was merely being friendly!" The Dwarf King cried. "Please don't say such things, I still love your mother! But… you know, it has been over twenty years since-"

"Shut up!" The Princess cried. "Ugh…! Ah! I-I'm sorry about this… My father is often flirty with beautiful women, especially outsiders."

The princess of the Kingdom stepped in, she was much taller than her own father, almost the same size as my daughter, in fact. Her fiery red hair, sharp blue eyes, and regal appearance made her resemble a half-dwarf.

"I'm sorry if I caused… Any sort of embarrassment." Sighed the Dwarf King. "This is my daughter, the princess of this Kingdom and also the future queen, Brisingra."

"It is an honor to meet the World Tree herself, Lady Planta." Said Brisingra, bowing her head.